She didn’t seem angry, and I didn’t think it was those pictures. I was wrong. She booted up the computer, went right to PhotoShop and brought up t...e picture of me fucking her. “What is THIS?” she demanded. “Don’t be mad, Mom,” I tried to assuage her. “I was just fooling around one day, that’s all.” “How did you do this? she asked. “I mean, I don’t think we ever posed for this, did we?” She broke out into laughter and I was relieved. I laughed along with her. “It’s pretty easy to do with this. Probably she believed me after few minutes of moving her head here and there. She still could not move my leg away. I started snoring louder so that she is fully believes me that I was a sleep.She lay quiet but I did not know if she was a sleep not or not. Suddenly something came to my mind and it was a tricky one. I pretended to be sleep talking very mildly so that only she can hear. I move my hand back to her chest while mumbling something un-understandable as if someone speaks in sleep. I. You look good. Work and Chicago must agree with you.’ ‘Yes, well, I’ve thrown myself into my work and I love Chicago. The winters are a little hard, but the town and the people are great.’ ‘Not married yet? Nobody has tied you down yet?’ He deserved to be happy, but I still wanted him. Why couldn’t I tell him? I still felt guilty. Even after all this time, I knew I had lied to him about the night of sex, but now an even bigger lie was consuming my life… and I felt guilty about that, too. ‘No,. He unzipped his pants to reveal his fat cock, my eyes widened. It was only a few inches from my face, the closest I had ever been to another mans dick, and I could feel the heat coming off of it. I opened my mouth and he slowly pushed it in. The feeling was amazing, this delicious cock sitting on my tongue. I sucked on it, back and forth, and it got harder and fatter in my mouth as I did. He began to fuck my face, faster and deeper. He shoved it in to the back of my mouth, and I gagged hard..